Peacoat - Future

Peacoat, Burberry and it’s Hermes

I spent a check on that pussy

I spent a check on that pussy

I spent a check on that pussy

I spent a check on that pussy

Peacoat, Burberry, Fendi, aw, man

Prada, Bally, Bally, aw, ooh, Hermes

I spent a check on that pussy

I spent a check on that pussy

I spent a check on that pussy

Yeah, yeah, Future Hendrix

I spent a check on that pussy

I put Moet on that pussy

I go to war 'bout these cookies

I got it like «wooh!»

when I’m cooking

Valet the car on that water, water

I fuck her now she got water, water

She wanna see wanna pee on her nigga I

Pull out my dick and I pee on her

She 21, she like a piano

I fuck around serve you a piano

And I keep the Burberry, dripping like raspberry

Sauce for the matters, you don’t even matter

Codeine coming out my bladder

Gotta kill all the chatter, yeah, yeah

We go to Soho to get you Manolo

I’ll put Chanel on your mojo

Pardon my luggage, Vuitton Don

I was the one sipping Chandon

She got that number one poon poon

I’ma fly her out to Kingston

Fuck them receipts, I’ma throw away

I spent the cake on a throw away

We do the yacht on some fun fun

We can get shit on a daily basis

We fuck around and gone make a baby

I be in Prada like Perry Ellis

She told her ex, «Farewell»

I see what she’ll do for a pair of heels

Got you popping them Perc’s like an Advil

You found out Future bought a Burberry

She found out Future bought a Burberry

Future cut her off like K-Camp

You understand?

They runnin', they duckin', you know, swimmin' under all this

water, and the sharks done missed it

Hey man, let’s relocate to another post, we gonna get high as a mothafucka